But you lied.
You knew this wasn’t it,
And yet you left me here to die.
Because you swore,
That everything was different.
And being wrong was too much
So what did you do?
You ran. Scared.
And who could blame you?
I would want to,
When faced with that kind of shame.
But do your best to find your way home,
Cause I’m no longer playing your game.
Empty WordsPublished October 29, 2013 by Amy Elizabeth